Pulled my hair to your face hard and screamed at me all insults; curse. They bombed my body all Sins and ruined my angles. I looked at you and saw nothing but a ruthless thug from the grove of your soul; decomposing. The beast had fed into every pint of you. I realised my existence was and always had been a joke to you when you made me knelt down and swallowed the blasphemous sword you forcefully pushed into my mouth. The news circulated around the neighborhood, I remembered, tears forgot to rain down that day.